**THE EMETOPHOBIA WARNING IS STILL IN PLAY IN THIS CHAPTER.**
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Thirty minutes. Thirty. Fucking. Minutes. Fundy was shaking, oh so tired, and borderline sobbing. He had been vomiting for thirty minutes straight. He finally got time to think when he felt the stream slow. As it stopped after what had felt like forever, Fundy slowly parted his eyelids.
His eyes widened in horror. Fundy looked around himself, seeing a nearly 2 yard puddle of tar-looking substance surrounding him. "That came out of me??" he thought to himself.
"Wait.. my dreams reflect and parallel reality, right? Oh my fucking XD what does this mean???" Fundy thought frantically. He was basically having a panic attack when he...
woke up.
He sprang up in bed, waking in a cold sweat. Or, at least what he thought was sweat. Apon turning on the lights, he found his mattress drenched in more of the weird black substance from his dream.
Gods, he had to figure out what this stuff was.
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Void mulch. (Dsmp Fundy Au)
FanfictionIt is worth noting that when I first wrote this story I was dumb and thought "mulch" was a synonym for goop or slime. It is not. Fundy has a weird feeling, and OH MY FVCKING XD WHAT JUST HAPPENED- So he's trying to figure out what caused it and how...
